The Well-Executed Poorly-Planned Day
Talk about a plan working out but you wish it did not. We left a great camping spot at a winery in Vermillion SD and went to a church for the 9AM service and arrived 10 minutes early. They meet at 10:45 in the summer. Cross the Missouri River to see the ONLY place open on the Missouri National Recreation River, an overlook on a bluff. Then up the Nebraska side to cross again to Yankton, SD and found a church. Decent place, nice downtown setting, good stop except I was in line to get a coffee and they ran out one person in front of me. Small issue! Then back across to Nebraska on another bridge. The scenery was really neat and we were amazing how few “anything” we saw. Traveled 165 miles to Valentine NE to see another park with a bridge. Very “are you kidding me this is a park” stop. I mean you could not even see the structure of the bridge. On the way we were 114 miles of tiny two lane road in NE with one or two tiny “towns” and no services. We had 17 miles of gas left when we finally found it about 28 miles from our destination. Back to SD, two hours later and dead tired we arrived at our campground. We also, counting the night before, crossed the Missouri River on 3 different bridges and only 4 of the 10 were even open because of flooding but we did not know that.
Cadillac’s Most Correct Viewpoint
Despair engulfs me. We finally escape The Iowa and then are in the South. I thought we left the south days ago. And it gets worse, we are in South Dakota, then NE Braska - back and forth all day. NO DINNER. NO ICE CREAM. Barely ever stopped and They got out and looked at a bridge. What for - trolls, tolls? It must have been midnight when they stopped. I am going to find an airport in the morning. I need off this bus.